Rambling about reporting (and having fun) in the Caribbean

Why am I crying this time?

Last weekend, after what felt like ages of scheduling and planning, it was time to take some bump pics with one of my favorite photographers. Memories! A cute dress! Visiting with friends! It was all the good things I wanted to help commemorate what has so far been a charmed pregnancy.

So why was I bawling? Hormones had me feeling super unattractive and just not ready and I shed real, actual, ridiculous tears. Clearly the tears didn’t last and photos came out beautifully, but I have to admit it’s a little bit embarrassing how emotionally worked up I can get these days over what seems to be the littlest stuff.

What else have I cried over in the course of this pregnancy? Some of it is downright funny. Here’s a partial list.

The movie “A Monster Calls,” (even though I read the book last summer and knew exactly what was coming)

I ran out of club soda

The song “It’s Quiet Uptown” from the musical Hamilton

I had to park far away from my apartment on grocery shopping day because all the parking spots anywhere near my building were full

That viral video of a teen coming out to his southern mom at their kitchen table and the mom being super loving and supportive

The first birthday video some young parents I know made for their daughter

Not being able to get air in my low tire despite stopping at all three gas stations in town

My husband’s incredible kindness and patience

I’m pretty sure I’ll be back to my normal self in a few months time, but until then, you might just have to call me MJ.